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Second Star To The Right {JiMatt}

Seventeen-year-old Jim Hook walked through the woods of Neverland, pacing, becoming rather impatient due to The Winx not yet returning with Matt. All Jim knew about Matt was that he was the son of Peter Pan, his own father's enemy. When Jim was younger, his dad used to tell him stories about his battles with Peter. According to his dad, Peter was a "pest" and a "degenerate", so Jim believed he shouldn't expect much from this "Matt" kid because of this. Soon enough, the Winx had returned, this time with Matt; and Jim couldn't help but gawk at him. "Holy fuck he's hot! I wasn't expecting him to look good, but holy shit!!!!" He thought, but soon snapped himself out of it; knowing he had to introduce himself to the nineteen-year-old. The Winx finally landed, and Matt was set down by Bloom. "Matt, this is Jim Hook! Jim, this is Matt Barrie!" Bloom said in a chipper tone, causing Jim to gag in disgust at the happy voice.
Matt looked oddly dazed for a second, obviously thinking about something. "Hello, Jim!" He suddenly said, extending his hand. Jim took it without saying a word, feeling the lanky fingers touch his. Jim decided to have a little fun with Matt and kick him playfully, causing Matt to fall on his ass; and Jim let out a chuckle. "You're gonna be a fun one to train, huh sonny boy?" Jim asked, causing Matt to chuckle lightly. This chuckle caused Jim's thoughts to become oddly specific. " that laughter... so damn cute.  God I want that in my life." But he had kicked himself for having such thoughts, because according to his dad, Pirates aren't allowed to have such feelings.

A couple months pass since that first meeting, and Jim and Matt have become closer, and started doing recreational activities. Skipping rocks, playful, but unneeded training sessions, even pulling pranks on the Winx together. But, unbeknownst to Jim, Matt had a huge secret kept hidden within him, something to do with Jim himself.

A day later, as noon rolled around, Tinkerbell's shadows began to appear, and thus; the first battle broke out. Jim was back-to-back with Matt, hook in (gloved) hand, determination and deviousness boiling within his pirate soul. Matt, of course had his dad's sword, excited for his first fight. "Here they come..." breathed out Aisha, but Jim dug his sneaker into the dirt, tightened the grip on his weapon, and with the intentions of a battle cry, he screamed, "BRING IT ON, FUCKERS!" And this had Matt  laughing softly, causing Jim to smile.

As the battle raged on and became more and more intense with each wave of shadows, Jim fought hard, but he noticed Matt fought harder: he sliced and diced, hacked and slashed, fought from behind, jumped up and  downright obliterated shadows, and even threw his sword at a few of them. During one part of this miniature war, Matt had smiled at him. "He has such a cute yet stupid smile, that dork." All of these factors had caused Jim to internally swoon over the boy that was two years older than him. That's it. Jim had to accept the fact that he liked another male, and he did, and did it proudly. After all, he only realized he was bisexual two months prior to this battle.

Later that evening when the battle had ended, and the air became cool and brisk, Jim and Matt had taken a walk down to the shore, the silence between them growing abruptly. Matt, however, had butterflies in his stomach. "This is the boy I've seen in the stars!! I've seen that face enough times to know that! And his cunning personality makes me so god damn smitten for him!" Matt thought, his goofy, love struck smile becoming larger with each thought. Jim tried to act like he didn't notice it by tucking his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and keeping his head down during the entire walk; but he most certainly had noticed Matt's dorky ass grin, and he loved it.

By the time the duo had reached Neverland's shore, the sun had began to set, and the air was cooler than before, almost cold. Not to mention it smelled of fish and sea salt. Jim had sat down on a large rock, and Matt had sat down next to him. "Hey, Jim!" Matt said, cutting off the silence between them. Jim looked at Matt, and with a breath, he responded with a "what?"
"Did you know our dads used to fight?" Matt asked.
"Yeah. My dad used to tell me stories of his battles with your dad all the time when I was a small child!" Jim had said in response.
"Oh cool! The Winx had informed me about it..." there was a sudden shift in Matt's tone, as it went from inquisitive to nervous. "Hey, Jim?" Matt asked, twiddling his thumbs. Jim had turned his head, now directly facing Matt. "Yeah?" Matt's heart was now racing a mile a minute as he tried to find the right words to say. Matt soon remembered he had his phone on him, so he pulled it out of his pocket and opened up his photo gallery and scrolled down.
"For three years, I've been looking at this constellation in the stars. According to my dad's final letter, it's my destiny. Here, take a look at it." Matt had handed his phone over to Jim, who just sat there in awe and shock at what he was staring at:
The stars had aligned to form a face of a boy with a devious expression playing on his lips, and messy hair pulled into a short ponytail. Jim now realized what he was staring at:
He was staring at a star formed reflection of himself.

"Jim, I love you..." those words had cut Jim out of his trance, and he was staring at a blushing Matt. "ww-what?!" Jim stuttered, and Matt smiled. "Jim, from day one I've had a gay ass crush on you. And it's not just the constellation thing either. Your evil and cunning personality had captivated me, and I fell for you." Matt admitted, intertwining his fingers with Jim's. Jim was now blushing red, unprepared for Matt's next move. He pulled Jim up into a standing position and held him up against a tree, and grabbed his hips. Jim didn't know what to do, so he looked around frantically. Matt once again intertwined his fingers with Jim's and kissed him on his lips. Jim, as some sort of natural reaction kissed him back, his very heart beating like a romantic drum. Once they parted, Matt smiled once more and said, "you're my second Star to the right, boy." Jim snaked his arms around Matt's neck and whispered, "I love you, cliché dork." And they made out, their tongues dancing in circles in the silence of the starry night.

Woah that's a lotta gay. Anyways I hoped you enjoyed this.
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